Inconsiderate Humans

I call upon death come unto me,
Far away it scattered and flee.
It left me going through
With all these painful wounds.
Treated like a scapegoat
Smothered from the throat.
Everything before me worsen day by day;
Leaving my bones slowly to decay.
I lay asleep ending the thoughts in my mind.
Haunted by my dreams I woke again time after time.
Insomnia repeatedly night after night;
The bags on my eyes aren't any light.